My ex. I hate calling him that because he isn't suppose to be my ex. My ex I am still in love with, and I will always love him regardless. I hate that three days ago he was my boyfriend. I regret letting him come over. I knew where it was leading too. I regret not kicking up a fuss, and saying that it was the wrong thing to do. I never regret anything in my life, but I regret not trying to get you to change your mind. I don't know where it all turned bad, and I don't think you really have the answers either. Maybe I never loved you enough, or maybe it was too much. There are so many maybe's and so many what if's, that it's just driving me insane. I'm not at all ready to accept that we're over. And if we're still in love, then why should I?
Also, I start my new job tonight. So. Flipping. Excited!
- Kate, smiley face.
Location:Right here, right now.
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